World Tour

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Wale] Mama ain't raise no fool, true But me and my brother never made it out school She prayed on me passing that bar It's way different ma, you see 'em passin' out bars The definition of a jetsetter I'm Hip-Hop, still livin' like a Goodfella' Castle and crooks sweater And the queen never trip, she drive away faster than you look nigga Have you seen Ibiza with beaches that look like Eva with D cups With a beach like an HBO feature at night A quarter-pound of sand in my un-released Nikes Amsterdam hot, smoking on by the night, nigga you ain't know about the life When shit gets heavier than Norbit's wife, we still gotta spit some enormous rhymes Niggas more than like, it's more than likely when you return home You ignored by the gorgeous wife 'Cause she feel slighted and you don't want to fight with her 'cause you tired But now it's back to the lab, 45 messages right after you land Feet feel swollen, you gone off the Xanax And risking your life with the mic in your hand [Hook: Wale and Jazmine Sullivan] We on a world tour, Wale your man Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid We on a world tour, Wale your man Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe Sing it to 'em shorty It's like La da da da da da, dada da da dada da da Dada da da dada da da, dada da da dada da da It's like La da da da da da, dada da da dada da da Dada da da dada da da, dada da da dada da da [Verse 2: Wale] See, Dre did Scotland and everybody jocked him I did Scotland and got no props for it Nah, that just fucked up my J's which fucked up my day, rocked wellies on stage Freezing my willie off, no hotel, I'm back on the plane while they was like go "whale" I'm so well ahead of them, I'm unpaved, I did justice to Justice, mon frere One thing that you niggas must acknowledge, I leave beats like the pants on Scottish: Kilt It's how it's dealt, I've been over more water than Michael Phelps It's harder when you by yourself, my nigga Bun B couldn't help My nigga Rhyme Fest never think about self 'cause he think about wealth like Finch do MILF's on American Pie It's hard to have American pride when most of your money's made out of them lies The other half is out of them lines, they wanna make a nigga like "Aw, fuck" Rewinding so much that his arm hurt, relying so much that it's over Paid 'em and they hate 'em but they wrong for it D.C., no hooges, I'm on first [Hook: Wale] We on a world tour, Wale your man Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid We on a world tour, Wale your man Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe Sing it to 'em shorty [Chorus: Jazmine Sullivan] You know that when We give it, we give it hard No half steppin' baby This is who we are Every word, every word Written from the heart Wrote, wrote, wrote Broken from my heart To get with it, get with it Let me see your hands If you with us We on a world tour boogie tomorrow We're praying then can give it to me, pray in the bar [Hook: Wale] We on a world tour, Wale your man Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand New York, VA, DC, get paid We on a world tour, Wale your man Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand London, Tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe Sing it to 'em shorty [Outro: Jazmine Sullivan] It's like ta ladada data Dadada tadadadata Dadada tadadadata Dadada tadadadata